josephrose: Beyond the dark In the stillness I saw him determined The lines were crossed I saw the bars There lay The stillness To give birth The agony, the torture: In the thicket of the darkness I heard a cry A birth and a death Here the stillness stands Frozen and pale The agony wrapping The naked dark Blowing through- The streams of my vein. I shudder Witnessing the naked dark, In the agony of- Birth and death |
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